Sorry it took so long for the update! Chocolate covered Harrys for you all! Thanks for the reviews, I loved them! Now for the long awaited (I hope) chapter two!
PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY RANDOM. ONE, BECAUSE IT'S A RANDOM STORY, AND TWO, BECAUSE THIS RANDOMNESS LEADS TO THE CATACLYSMIC EVENTS IN CHAPTER THREE. THIS IS ALSO SLASH. AND I AM SO NOT JK.
Oddly enough, that's exactly what I had in mind.
Harry woke up the next morning grumpy. The previous night had been an odd one to say the least. Just when he thought he would be shagging Malfoy senseless, Voldemort had to ruin it. To add gas to the fire, his arguments with the author of this fic, also known as the QUEEN OF THE WORLD, was getting him into more and more trouble.
As Harry hopped out of bed, he happily pondered what clothes to wear. It was a Saturday, so he had the option to dress however he chose. Looking over his boring, everyday clothes, he wished he had a little something extra to add pizazz to his drab style.
Suddenly, as if from the heavens, a shoe box fell on his bed.
Curiously, Harry walked toward his bed, all thoughts on the shoe box. What could possibly be inside it? A belt, a snake, and elephant tusk? Slowly, he opened the box.
…..
"Snapey, you've been a bad, bad boy," he growled, kissing a trail down Snape's chest, "and you know what I do to bad boys, don't you?"
"Y-yes, milord," Severus gasped, fixing a stare on the man now sucking his neck. "I do."
"Good." Voldemort said, as he continued to mark his favorite toy.
…..
Draco smiled as he put on his chocolate-coconut perfume. Today was going to be a good day, despite the terrible night he had. Grumpy as he was that he did not get completely buggered by Potter last night, he was determined not to let it get him down.
"Hey, Dray," Blaise whispered, sidling up next to the platinum blonde. "I have a new nickname."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. It's Skittles. Wanna taste the rainbow?" Blaise grinned as he hastily removed his clothing.
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Ginny was high. As high as a fliggle diggle on morphine. As high as a krigger on durkle droppings. And the fact of the matter was, she liked it.
"adfoadnfladfoadfaf?" She squealed, which I will interpret as, "Look, the marshmallow man is melting! Grab your sporks and eat him!" People looked at her strangely and continued on their way, shaking their heads in dismay. That girl had smoked one too many wa wa oodles.
One guy walked up to her and said, "Oobleck?"
Ginny simply said, "Flargle hargle," which means, "Oddly enough, that's exactly what I had in mind," before linking her arm with his and dancing down the halls singing that great muggle song, "The dentist ate my cream fillings."
